The Sheriff strikes back

This was her moment to strike. She walked towards the foot of the bed, the brothers were not really paying attention to her destination even though they were staring at her curves. In a swift motion she leaned onto the bed, curled her fists and with all the might she could muster she hit the men right in their genitals. She obviously did not like them because they were bandits, she disliked the spanking and the humiliation, and to add insult to injury they did not even make her climax! She transferred all that anger into the hit; just as she had expected the men groaned and curled in pain. The sheriff then dashed towards the nightstand to retrieve her gun. She had no intention of firing it, because that would alarm the others, but it should be sufficiently effective as a club. Annie grabbed the revolver by its barrel and with one precise hit in the temple knocked Zack out. This time she did not put so much **** into it, she wanted to render him ****, not kill him. Zag managed to overcome the pain in his groin and leaped to take the gun away from the sheriff. She managed to grab his hand, but not before he knocked the weapon onto the floor. The man might have been aching, but he was bigger and stronger than Annie, she could not simply outwrestle him; but she had a trick. Still trying to hold Zig’s arm she jumped onto the bed, stepping over Zack she dived onto the other brother grabbing his head with her thighs. She squeezed her powerful legs around his neck while twisting his arm. Zig might have been strong, but his single arm was not stronger than Annie’s thigh. He tried a few random punches, but these could only cause bruises later. The sheriff held the struggling men fast as he was slowly running out of air. His body eventually went limp, but she did not release the grip of her thighs immediately; she wanted to be sure that he would not regain consciousness too quickly. She was also listening whether the struggle had attracted anyone’s attention. It should not, considering what kind of foreplay the brothers tended to perform; the earlier spanking must have been just as loud.

The sheriff got off the bed and picked up the gun. She did not waste any time on dressing up, there were still two dangerous bandits to take care of; nudity could even be beneficial, because it acted as a distraction. Annie got out of her room carefully, she did not want to stumble upon any of the two remaining bandits by accident. They should still be in their rooms, but she could not be certain of that. The sheriff first headed to Dolores and Butch. Avoiding a shootout was even more important now, because of the risk of friendly fire. She peeked through the keyhole to check what was going on inside. Butch was lying on his back and Dolores was straddling his lap, but they were not having sex. Most importantly Dolores’ back obscured the man’s view of the door, so the sheriff was in the perfect spot to act. Very carefully she pressed the door-knob and pushed the door; it did not creak, because she paid as much heed to maintenance as she did to hygiene. Stealthy Annie entered the room, she could see that Oldman was holding a drink in one hand and seemed to be groping Dolores’ breast with the other. Staying behind her friend’s back the sheriff shortened the distance, when she eventually stepped to the side she was aiming at Butch almost at point blank.

“Stay quiet,” she said without raising her voice, “and don’t move.”

Dolores did not need any commands, she got off Oldman and moved away in case any shots were to be fired.

“Put the drink away and turn onto your back,” the sheriff continued to issue orders.

“We could come to an agreement, Annie,” Butch said in a deceptively friendly voice, “I got a bag full of money. You could always say that I ran away with the loot.”

“Do I look like I need more money? Turn around.”

When disappointed Oldman obeyed Annie addressed Dolores.

“Tie him up and gag him.”

Her friend was already waiting with the rope. When the job was done the sheriff checked the ropework; Dolores was not too proficient at knots, but she did a decent job.

“The other two are knocked out, tie them too. I’m going for Cassidy.”

The barmaid just nodded and both women left the room naked.

Cassidy was the only one left, but the sheriff felt that she was the most dangerous of the band. Oldman was sophisticated and smart, the brothers - brutish, but Cassidy seemed to be the toughest of the four. Fortunately for Annie there was no longer the necessity of stealth, but with two girls inside there was a greater risk of friendly fire. The sheriff again peeked through the keyhole and saw that she had run out of luck. Cassidy was lying on the bed and had an unobstructed view of the door. Fire was lying next to her, Golden was standing by the bed and holding a drink. The girls had some experience with aggressive or otherwise troublesome customers, so Annie hoped that they would know how to behave without being warned. She put her hand on the door-knob, then in one swift motion pressed it, pushed the door open and aimed at Cassidy.

“Don’t move!” the sheriff shouted.

Cassidy did not listen. She tried to grab Golden and use her as a cover, but the girls reacted perfectly. As soon as they realised it was their boss they jumped to the sides. The bandit’s hands slipped off Golden’s sweaty body and Cassidy was left exposed; nevertheless she desperately tried to reach her own gun. The sheriff fired, only once. Cassidy dropped to the floor and almost immediately blood began to flow from her wound.

“Go get a doctor,” Annie addressed Fire, “and you…” she wanted to tell Golden to tie up the bandit, but with a hole in her chest it seemed that Cassidy would be lucky, if she woke up at all, “... try to stop the bleeding.”

Fire put on a robe before she left, but Golden remained naked; she was a smart girl, it was much easier to clean blood from bare skin than from fabric. Annie borrowed her robe, she was no longer in a rush, so she could dress at least partially. The robe was short, had a deep cleavage and a slit on the right leg; when walking down the stairs the sheriff would be flashing her pussy to the people beneath her. With a gun still in her hand she went to check whether Oldman and the brothers were secured. In the hallway she met Kidd and the Troublesome brothers, all were also holding revolvers.

“All safe,” she told them, “but I have a job for you.”

“What happened?” Tom asked.

“I’ll tell you later. Now I want you to carry these bandits to jail.”

The brothers were still ****, but they were heavy, so it took two men to carry each of them. Butch could walk on his own, Annie untied his legs and helped him put his pants on; she did not feel the need to humiliate him by parading him tied and naked across the street. Being defeated by a single naked woman must have been bad enough. She herself was still dressed in just the skimpy robe, but she also put on her boots to protect her feet. She must have been quite a sight when she crossed the street in such an outfit and a revolver in her hand.